By reals on 05/18/2007
Last night I couldn't sleep:
It is not that I couldn't close my eyes,
I did closed my eyes,but I couldn't sleep.
My room was still
And everything in it had stoped to breathe,
Darkness was in when I turned off the switch
And with it was the night music
Stoten from the night creatures,feasting.
On my dirty bed and under my sheet
The old ugly world came battling with me and
The battle field was bloody and deep.
I wasn't sure to win(please don't count me weak)
Because they all were determined to have a Share of my sleep-manufactured dream:
The girl I met and the one I had to reject,
And the essence of my day time gests,
Where all there in colors and forms
Only the sun can tell.
How unfair-I finally said-
O!how unfair that no one trully cares,
Not even for the tear that cries for the world.
It was all like the judgment before the end;
My sins and my sleep-each with sorrows and grieves-
Had much to share and I was sick.
With every second,I heard it ring:
That was how frustration took hold of me.
Yet,even yet,I tried so hard to turn off the world
so that i could enjoy the beauty-filled nightrest;
But there was a continuous knock on my head:
Knock,knock,knock-that was the sound of dispere
I stayed and flamed in a constand fight
To own my dream world-
How do I get there?
Fears came tearing me,
Years came mocking me,
Until the dawn came by an unsuspected grip
With another brand new day for active breath.
Yes,I know no one trully cares.
last night-I say-LAST NIGHT was sleepless.
© By reals On 5/18/2007 6:40:41 AM